And the male driver was facing the direction that Ye Lao had risen in isolation just now.

Ye Lao, who came back to her senses, immediately guessed the male driver's intentions, and in an instant, she didn't know what gave her strength, only that she shouted angrily at the entire male driver who was full of ferocity.

"Stop"!

Before the words were clear, Ye Lonely stepped out of his stiff thin legs in black slacks.

She is like a desperate seagull fighting the impending storm.

The corner of Ye Lone's clothes was swept up by the wind, and he rushed towards the male driver with a cold body.

She was about to rescue Han Sour Sour who was shackled by the male driver, but the male driver who was entangled by Han Sour watched his locked prey miscarry again.

His gray and yellow wrinkled face became gloomy and vicious, and I saw that the male driver gritted his teeth, his black and yellow teeth were slightly exposed, his eyebrows were angry, and his face looked at Han sour and sour.

So, in the next second, he lost his mind, and angrily shifted the target of venting to Han Sour Acid beside him.

Ye Lone, who rushed up, never expected that the male driver would be so ruthless and poisonous as a snake and scorpion.

He didn't even spare a young child!!

Ye Lone's pupils tightened, and the male driver could vaguely be seen looking down at Han Sour sourly, with a vicious grin at the corner of his mouth.

Ye Lone's heart chuckled, and a sense of uneasiness suddenly arose, and she sped up to pounce on the male driver.

But the next moment, the male driver let go of the hand holding the handle of the knife with a sloppy palm.

And Han Suan, who was next to him, was pulling the handle of the knife hard, and the force point on his hand suddenly became unbalanced.

He stumbled backwards sharply, his feet were unsteady, his white and delicate hand slid in the opposite direction, and the sudden smell of blood spread endlessly in the cool air.

Ye Lao pushed the male driver with all his might, and the male driver immediately leaned back and fell straight down with his back to the ground.

The male driver didn't expect that a seemingly weak woman would have so much strength, which made him a little unexpected.

However, the male driver is not good at stubble.

At the moment when he was about to fall, he grabbed Ye Lone's collar with both hands, and the male driver's hand increased vigorously, and Ye Lone was thrown out a few steps away by him.

In just a few seconds, Ye Lao and the male driver both fell to the ground.

Han Tiantian, who was stunned, looked at this scene and was a little unguarded.

Her brother's injury, Ma Ma was bullied, and she was so angry that she wanted to pull out the hair from the male driver's body.

looked at Han Sour who was lying on the ground and trying to get up, as well as his bleeding arms and palms.

Han Tiantian finally picked up the clickstick she had just thrown on the ground like a fried kitten, and with a dangerous breath with big eyes, she ran straight to the male driver angrily.

The male driver who fell to the ground seemed to be frightened out of the psychological shadow by Han Tiantian's previous perverted behavior, and stood up with a whoosh, running faster than a rabbit.

However, he did not escape.

But he ran the opposite way and ran to Ye Lone, who was still on the ground at this time!!

The male driver, who was about to arrest Ye Lao as a hostage, had not touched Ye Lao at all, and there was a crisp cracking sound from his waist.

The male driver staggered forward for several meters before he could barely stabilize his deformed body.

The male driver was lost face three times and twice, under the influence of vanity.

He scolded, "Grandma, which dog thing dares to touch Lao Tzu, if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you today, Lao Tzu is not a human." ”

Then, with his hands propped up on his severely bent left and right waist sockets, he turned around with his back slumped, raised his head with resentment, and looked at the person who had kicked him.

However, the person opposite him, with sharp black eyebrows, dark and gloomy eyes, and a bit of bone-crushing fear at the corners of his thin mouth, was dressed in a classic black business suit, which showed his bloodthirsty spirit even more.

If it's not Han Qi, who can it be?